Just one of those days.
My head felt a little heavier when I woke this morning, so I can’t say I didn’t know it was coming. I always know. I’ve gotten used to the signals. The heaviness, the constant need to squint even in a dimly lit room. The steadily increasing pressure that moves up the back of my neck and settles into the space at the crown of my head between my brain and skull, making me feel like I’m wearing a helmet that’s a few sizes too small.
On a good day, I can take some meds, rub a little peppermint oil on my temples, turn down the lights, and keep the pain relatively manageable.
On days like today, I can’t chase it away. It settles in, making me dizzy and nauseous, and (on the really bad days) making me see halos and sound.
Tonight I’m just sitting, waiting for the meds to take the edge off so I can actually get some sleep, and hoping this damn migraine is gone in the morning.